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I. STRETCHING eyes west / Over the sea, / Wind foul or fair, / Always stood she / Prospect-impressed; / Solely out there / Did her gaze rest, / Never elsewhere / Seemed charm to be.
II. Always eyes east / Ponders she now- / As in devotion- / Hills of blank brow / Where no waves plough. / Never the least / Room for emotion / Drawn from the ocean / Does she allow.